Throughout the coldest days of the mighty winter Think of a sweet spring and dream of a mild summer During the harshest hours of the wintry night Think of flowers and dream of pleasant sunlight.
Season comes, remains a bit and then flees Life goes through a circular event like the bees Like the moonbeams dancing around Mother Earth In order to enchant, embrace and kiss her to death.
In the midst of deep winter, think of a divine spring And dream of bright and sultry summer days Never feel hopeless and pessimistic about anything.
Better days and glorious nights are always ahead Remain positive and resilient as long as your head Is present. Think and dream of warmer solar rays.